anwserman
Apr 26, 2004, 10:46 PM
I love my friendship with Mitch, and I love it with an undying love when its good. I hate it with the fiery flames from Satan himself when its bad.
And guess what... its bad right now. I mean, not bad bad in the sense that something happened, but once again internal conflict. Grr.
Anyway, this is a quick update. Last Wednesday, on the way to Stargate, Mitch and I were talking about the party that I actually went to with him and some of his friends... I was the DD per say (I had 3.5 beers essentially before quitting), and that at the same get-together, a classmate from HS was there; her name is Nicole. Long story short, she was talking to Mitch and point blank asked him if he and I were a couple.
Yeah, he said he's straight and that we weren't. But, I found out about this last Wednesday, and the nerve of her asking just pisses me off... add in the fact that I undeniably would love to be in a relationship with him (I'm aware of the fact that it isn't gonna happen), and that he's gone in two weeks for the whole summer, and.... grrr. I don't know.
So, continuing on, tonight was our last night at volleyball, and that we have a three-month break now. We were talking about relationships and stuff, and referring to last Wednesday's conversation, I asked him if he was 18 when he lost his virginity, or that he led himself to believe that he was 18. I was semi-serious (but still joking), and that it really did happen at that age - and that he believes (and quite happy that he followed through with his thoughts) that it should be with someone special, your first time. Fuck, that alone pissed me off when he said that (oh wait, I have the same beliefs too and I've found someone but gah thats not happening either... which I am aware of), and that....
Since it was the last night of volleyball, everybody except me is 21+ so they're heading to the bars after this (they're already there, Mitch and I always talk after everybody leaves, this whole conversation is after everyone is gone please do note) and that he comments that he needs to go so he can get drunk. So, guess what I do? I say, "No, you're not." in a very serious, non-joking voice. Holy. Fucking. Shit. That scared the heck out of me. Why? He took it (which he did say this) that I'm a good influence and that I was being a friend since there is school tomorrow.... so I should be concerned for him.
Well, thats not the reason WHY I said it, trying to be a good friend... and the reason why I said it is because to me, the friendship is more then a friendship and at times I see it as that (see the Nicole thing above), and that I need to make sure that I don't make myself believe that it is what it really isn't.
So yeah, stupid friendship of mine.... once again, like normal, I'll go to bed and everything will be fine once i wake up but I just need to rant. Grrr.
(note all of my problems are inner problems, problems within myself. bleh.)
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And guess what... its bad right now. I mean, not bad bad in the sense that something happened, but once again internal conflict. Grr.
Anyway, this is a quick update. Last Wednesday, on the way to Stargate, Mitch and I were talking about the party that I actually went to with him and some of his friends... I was the DD per say (I had 3.5 beers essentially before quitting), and that at the same get-together, a classmate from HS was there; her name is Nicole. Long story short, she was talking to Mitch and point blank asked him if he and I were a couple.
Yeah, he said he's straight and that we weren't. But, I found out about this last Wednesday, and the nerve of her asking just pisses me off... add in the fact that I undeniably would love to be in a relationship with him (I'm aware of the fact that it isn't gonna happen), and that he's gone in two weeks for the whole summer, and.... grrr. I don't know.
So, continuing on, tonight was our last night at volleyball, and that we have a three-month break now. We were talking about relationships and stuff, and referring to last Wednesday's conversation, I asked him if he was 18 when he lost his virginity, or that he led himself to believe that he was 18. I was semi-serious (but still joking), and that it really did happen at that age - and that he believes (and quite happy that he followed through with his thoughts) that it should be with someone special, your first time. Fuck, that alone pissed me off when he said that (oh wait, I have the same beliefs too and I've found someone but gah thats not happening either... which I am aware of), and that....
Since it was the last night of volleyball, everybody except me is 21+ so they're heading to the bars after this (they're already there, Mitch and I always talk after everybody leaves, this whole conversation is after everyone is gone please do note) and that he comments that he needs to go so he can get drunk. So, guess what I do? I say, "No, you're not." in a very serious, non-joking voice. Holy. Fucking. Shit. That scared the heck out of me. Why? He took it (which he did say this) that I'm a good influence and that I was being a friend since there is school tomorrow.... so I should be concerned for him.
Well, thats not the reason WHY I said it, trying to be a good friend... and the reason why I said it is because to me, the friendship is more then a friendship and at times I see it as that (see the Nicole thing above), and that I need to make sure that I don't make myself believe that it is what it really isn't.
So yeah, stupid friendship of mine.... once again, like normal, I'll go to bed and everything will be fine once i wake up but I just need to rant. Grrr.
(note all of my problems are inner problems, problems within myself. bleh.)
<font size=-1>[ This Message was edited by: anwserman on 2004-04-26 20:49 ]</font>